Giana felt the warm water pouring from the shower over her head, washing her body which felt sticky and uncomfortable, giving her new energy.
It's just that, the more she felt this good feeling and the clearer her mind remembered what had happened last night, the more uncomfortable she felt.
Shit!
What foolishness have you committed, Giana?!
Giana cursed herself, banging her head against the white bathroom wall, but the pain couldn't prevent Dillon's shadows. Couldn't get rid of the figure that pressed against her last night, nor how the man touched her slightly harshly.
Giana gritted her teeth as not only her mind remembered the incident, but her body as well.
Giana could imagine how Dillon touched her body with his rough fingers and she couldn't help but think how much she enjoyed it all...
Shit!
Giana rut again to herself, trying to get rid of the heat that was starting to pool under her stomach which made her heart race faster.
